Wobble

Having a major wobble today.

On Day 6, have felt fantastic so far, really felt the benefit of not drinking on my 14 mile training run yesterday.

I had a date last night, a pretty awesome one, more of which later, but being with someone new after the Big Breakup of my 7 year relationship a few months ago feels strange. Strange in the sense that I’m realising that I haven’t quite processed the feelings from the other relationship breaking down yet. I just locked it out with wine.

Sunday evening is a huge expanse of time before me, one which I very very often have filled with wine.

Tonight, my mantra shall be focused on weebles wobbling- it’s part of their make up, but they don’t fall over. There’s a part of me that really wants to fall over right now, head first into a bucket of cold white, but I won’t.

I’ll go running, download a film and Soon it Shall Pass.